Sweetheart, darling, I picked it up

Chapter 42 I Barely Forgive You

Lunch break at noon.

Little Yuzi ran to Ji Yunshen's side.

"Brother, Xiao Chengzi is angry with me, what should I do?" She asked anxiously, holding his big hand with her little hand, shaking it non-stop.

The boy lazily sat up from the bed. Although he really wanted to know what happened, he deliberately pretended to be lazy and yawned nonchalantly, "Why is he angry?"

The girl pouted, "Because I told Xiao Chengzi that I couldn't go to kindergarten with him, he ignored me, no matter how I talked to him, he didn't answer me."

"Oh." Ji Yunshen suppressed the raised corners of his lips.

The little girl was completely unaware of her brother's mood at the moment, and still begged him for advice, "Brother, what should I do?"

The boy coughed twice, "That little Chengzi is really stingy, can't you be friends if you don't go to kindergarten?"

Xia Youyou lowered her head in self-blame, "I didn't keep the agreement with Xiao Chengzi, because I wanted to go to school with my brother every day, so..."

"It seems that it's between brother and Xiao Chengzi," he asked closer, "Youyou, do you think brother is more important?"

"Of course the elder brother is more important!"

The little girl answered without thinking, Ji Yunshen's slightly pursed mouth couldn't help drawing an arc, and looked down at the grapefruit.

Feeling a large shadow falling over her head, the girl raised her head and saw her brother's familiar handsome face.

The boy's peach blossom eyes, which are usually a little cold, are now full of smiles, making people look warm.

The curtains in the bedroom were closed, revealing only a slight gap.

The golden light shone on Ji Yunshen's face, which was handsome and charming.

"Brother," Xiaoyouzi stretched out her arms almost out of habit, wrapping her small hands around the boy's neck, "hug."

An all-too-familiar movement.

Ji Yunshen carried her to his bed.

The little girl yawned and narrowed her eyes.

"Sleep together if you're sleepy?" He stroked Xiaoyouzi's soft long hair.

The girl murmured "Yeah", and really hugged her brother and closed her eyes.

Pomelo is still small.

A moment ago, he was still anxious about Xiao Chengzi ignoring his own affairs, and wanted to ask his brother for advice, but he forgot all about it the next moment.

I just feel that my brother is so warm, hug him and sleep well.

Since she was a child, she liked being hugged by her brother, much, much more than being hugged by her father and mother.

"My brother smells good."

The little girl uttered this sentence dreamily, and fell asleep.

Ji Yunshen looked at Xiaoyouzi's face closely.

The curled eyelashes are like two rows of small brushes.

Maybe because of being hugged by me, and the temperature at noon was a bit hot, the face of this little pomelo was flushed like a red apple.

I really want to bow my head and bite her!
Thinking of this, I suddenly came back to my senses.

Ji Yunshen shook his head, and said to himself in a mosquito's thin voice, "What am I thinking about?"

At this time, the little guy in his arms rubbed against him, found a more comfortable position, and continued to fall asleep deeply.

However, Ji Yunshen couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Obviously he wanted to get rid of Xia Youyou's habit, but for some reason, things went around and he picked up this troublesome ghost again.

The point is...

This obsessive pomelo was picked up by him quite proactively and happily.

really!Getting rid of a habit doesn't happen overnight.

When he gets a little older, he probably won't be inexplicably worrying about gains and losses because of Xia Youyou's affairs.Ji Yun thought deeply.

"Brother, brother," the little girl who was sleeping looked like she had dreamed something, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Seeing her frowning, Ji Yunshen raised his hand subconsciously, and gently stroked the center of her brow with his fingers.

"Although you have caused me to be in a bad mood recently, you are indeed sorry for me, but..." There was a little stream of light in his brows and eyes, "I barely forgive you."

(End of this chapter)